Author's Note:

Well here it is. I know you guys have had to wait a bit on this one. School has been busy and I felt like every time I sat down to write this I couldn't get the right words.

So anyway. Yes. This is the reason this story is M. I'm sure there will be more M in later chapters as well, but I don't know when that will be.

This is the first time I've written M (in fan fiction anyway) so I don't know if it's good or bad, I didn't want to be too clinical or too porn-ish. Let me know what you think. I felt like I had to write this chapter from Annie's side mostly because… well I don't have a penis, I don't know how that side of the equation feels.

I'm gonna shut up now. Here it is:


Annie nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard Auggie's voice behind her. She had been in the middle of taking her shirt off. "That's okay." She said still keeping her back to him, despite what he'd said. He couldn't see her, but she still felt somewhat self-conscious. She pulled Auggie's tee shirt on, over her head and turned around. She hadn't really thought about the fact that Auggie probably didn't sleep with much on most nights.

And there he was standing across the bed from her in just a pair of sweats. It was quite the enticing image. She caught herself staring and quickly started to pick up her discarded clothing.

"We're going to have to do laundry tomorrow." She said, throwing the clothing into the laundry basket.

Auggie smiled. "I was thinking the same thing. What side of the bed do you want?"

"I'll take this side." She said since she was already on that side of the bed. She pulled down the blankets on her side and crawled in as Auggie turned off the light. It was pitch black, but she realized that it didn't matter for Auggie. He could leave the lights off in his apartment all the time if he wanted to and it wouldn't make a difference.

Annie felt the bed dip and settle as Auggie joined her. "Goodnight" he said quietly.

"Goodnight." She replied. But she didn't know if it would be a good night. From her experience earlier that day, she was looking at a rough night. She tried to quiet her thoughts. But somehow trying to quiet your thoughts never really works simply by telling yourself to stop thinking.

Thoughts swirled and she replayed the last few days over in her mind. Ben in Sri Lanka telling her that she was the most important thing that had happened to him. Had it all been a lie, a ploy to get him to Artigas or had he really meant it? Why would he have kept the bracelet? It was all moot now anyway. He was dead. She brought her wrist up to her face even with her eyes adjusting to the darkness; she couldn't quite see the bracelet she knew was there.

She would have to let him go at some point. At least now he was actually gone. That didn't comfort her though. Not only had she loved him and lost him twice, but this time she'd also watched him die. The heartbreak was familiar, but she had never dealt with grief. She'd never done this before.

She tried desperately not to cry. As much as she knew Auggie was there for her, she already felt like she was imposing way too much. She closed her eyes though, and all she could see was Ben dying in her arms. She couldn't stop the tears from falling. She tried so hard not to sob as well, but she failed and let loose a small gasp.

"Annie?" Auggie whispered and moved towards her on the bed. "You're allowed to cry you know. It won't make me think any less of you." He was right of course. He pulled her to him and she cried for a while. He didn't say anything, just held her until she stopped.

"I'm going to owe you more than a platter of sandwiches." She whispered. It was only then that she noticed how close they were. She was curled into him with her face buried in his shoulder; his bare and very muscular shoulder.

"How about you do my laundry tomorrow and we call it even?" His voice rumbled softly in her ear. She felt it again, that magnetism from the kitchen earlier when she'd kissed him. She placed her hand on his chest to steady herself, even to push away if she needed to, but instead she felt his heartbeat speeding up. He felt it too.

Why did this have to happen to her? Was she in heat or something? She wanted so badly to kiss him, to feel those hands caress her body. But it was wrong, it couldn't happen. Neither of them was ready for a relationship.

"Annie?" he asked somewhat breathlessly. It was so tempting, the sound of his voice saying her name in that tone. It took her a second to realize he'd asked her a question.

"I'll do your laundry all week, but I'm still going to owe you more than a sandwich." She tried to keep the lust she was feeling out of her tone, but she'd been pretty terrible at hiding anything the last couple days. Obviously she'd failed.

"You feel it don't you?" He breathed pulling her closer. His voice was low, intimate, and sensuous. She nodded knowing that even though he couldn't see it, with their proximity, he was sure to feel her movement. His hand had found her hip, just at the bottom of her tee shirt. When he'd pulled her closer, his thumb had accidently found skin.

Even that smallest of touches made her breath catch. "Auggie. We shouldn't be doing this." She tried to reason as much with herself as with him. "It means something that we're not ready for." She was practically panting, trying to keep her breathing even.

But he leaned in closer his mouth right beside her ear, his warm breath on her neck as he whispered: "Does it have to mean anything?" It was the last straw and she let a small gasping moan escape her throat.

"So… friends?" she asked knowing the answer before she finished the question. "But with benefits?" She couldn't believe what she was saying. She couldn't believe she was doing.

"No strings." He confirmed in her ear before shifting slightly to kiss just below her ear as his had roamed upwards under her tee shirt. Annie extended her neck reveling in the sensation Auggie was creating with his mouth.

Using her hand that was still firmly pressed against his chest, she pushed him onto his back with her on top straddling him. She leaned forward kissing him. This was not the soft kiss they'd shared in this kitchen. It was intense and hungry. His hands were on her hips and in her hair. She lost track as her tongue met his. She explored the inside of his mouth and allowed him to do the same.

She wasn't sure how long the kiss lasted, only that she was starved for air and they needed to stop to breath.

"How did I know, you like to be on top?" Auggie said sarcastically as Annie leaned her forehead against his breathing heavily. Before she had time to think of a witty retort, he'd flipped her onto her back and suddenly he was on top. She laughed a little at the move.

Their new position gave her the ability to caress his bare skin that she'd caught herself staring at when he'd first come out of the bathroom. She couldn't see anything, so she had to use her sense of touch. He had the advantage here in the dark.

Her hands roamed his upper body as their tongues dueled for dominance. She was pleasantly surprised at his hitch in breath when she found a particularly sensitive spot on his sides. She lightened her touch allowing only the very tips of her fingers to graze the sensitive area. She continued rubbing in small irregular circles until he groaned with pleasure.

Their bodies separated briefly as Auggie removed her tee shirt and her bra followed. He kissed her collarbone and moved slowly to the newly revealed flesh and towards her left breast. She moaned as he rolled the hardened nipple around his tongue. As he moved to her other breast, his hands continued to move around her body, touching, teasing, and stroking every bit of skin he could find.

She shivered in delight and shifted her hips under his, pressing closer against the hardness she felt there. She considered saying something sarcastic about him being happy to see her but it seemed very inappropriate. As if he knew what she was thinking, he moved up her body kissing her mouth to prevent any sarcasm.

His hand slid under the waistband of the sweat pants she was wearing and lightly glided over her wetness as if in retort to her sarcastic thought. She gasped bucking her hips as he rubbed her clitoris. His ministrations were sending delicious waves of pleasure through her whole body. She unconsciously moved her hips against his hand wanting more.

They broke their kiss to remove both pairs of sweat pants. Annie felt Auggie reach over her to what she assumed was the drawer of the side table. Her eyes had adjusted a bit, but it was still too dark to see much of anything. She didn't care though; this night was about touch. She sat up and distracted him by feeling the muscles in his arms and chest as he tore open the package and rolled the condom over his hard length. She knew he was done as he leaned forward kissing her and pushing her back.

She fell backwards onto the bed with him close behind. He pushed into her without hesitation and they both froze catching their breaths adjusting. Both moaned as they started to move with one another. Their movements were slow and fluid at first as they continued to explore each other's bodies with their hands. Every slow thrust was exquisite, and she could feel every inch of him as he moved in and out.

It wasn't long though before their more primal sides started to take over and their movements became faster and more erratic. Annie could feel herself nearing orgasm, every fevered thrust brought her closer and closer. Her hands had stopped moving, they were placed on Auggie's back pulling him as close as possible as he pushed into her again and again.

She was gasping for breath, her head thrown back, her back arched when Auggie leaned forward pulling one of her nipples into his mouth. She wasn't sure what sort of noise she made as she went over the edge. Her whole body shuddered and twitched as she lost herself in the ecstasy.

Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as Auggie continued his furious motions within her. She was just barely coming back to reality when she heard Auggie groan and felt the last few Jerks of his body as he finished.

Her body tingled and hummed as they both collapsed together in a tangled heap of exhausted limbs. She felt him shift a little to remove the used condom, she assumed he had a garbage can on his side of the bed because he just reached behind him and dropped it off the side of the bed.

She was barely aware of him pulling the blankets up over them as she caught her breath. "Wow." She whispered sleepily and snuggled closer to Auggie.

"umm hmm." He mumbled his agreement. He sounded as sleepy as she felt.

She drifted off to sleep and for the first time in the last few days, her last thoughts had nothing to do with helicoptrs or people dying. She sighed dreamily and fell asleep.


Author's note: I'm going to bed now. If only I had my very own Auggie to hold :(

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